Balthazar turns around to his Sarriento helplessly calling unto him. His body was still attached to the stone that pierced his body from behind. He sits there stuttering in pain as blood drips off his mouth and from the wound his got from being pierced.
"Sarriento." Balthazar quickly run towards him.
"I don't have that much time left." Sarriento uttered that followed by coughs and stuttering. "Promise me you'll win this war for me. Reclaim the kingdom for the sake of the people." He took Balthazar's hand and hold it firmly. "I entrust everything to you. It is an honour to fight you in battle, for… one… last… time." Sarriento uttered as his voice fades with his last breath.
Sarriento's last words left a scar on Balthazar's heart. It hurts him to see his friend go and perish in front of him.
"I promise, old friend." He uttered.
